Yesterday I went to the Edinburgh castle and . . . it was pretty boring. It was pretty small but them again, so were the people at that time. It sits on an extinct volcano and has been attached and taken over by the English many many times. A lot of you who know about my bizarre interest in the Black
Plague should be glad to know that it hit especially hard here during the 1200s.
I have got into the habit of stopping at this local diner-type restaurant on the way to the library. There is this really charming Scottish lady there who makes my lattes and wishes me luck with my comedy. The place is great because it's always filled with much older Scottish people and they give me a
hard time about George Bush and make jokes with me. This morning a lady told me, after her husband had finished his lunch, that he was "fed and watered." It reminded me of someone I know (Ray).
After the castle, the comic I was with went back to the apartment and I stayed and walked around the fringe festival and saw some street performers. They were really fun. How can you deny that a group of guys wearing bras and jeans and drinking beers aren't fun? At one point I just sat on the curb and
watched all of these freaks go by.
Later, I met one of the producers of the show at another venue and we saw a fringe show called "Gud." They were an australian trio that sang these parodies of songs and told jokes. They were absolutely hilarious!! I couldn't believe how funny and innovative they were! I even bought their CD.
Next I went over to where our show was and because I wasn't performing last night, I saw another show during our time slot. There are these funny English guys who share a dressing room with us who have a Flea Circus. It was such a funny show! I was especially impressed with fleavil kneivel and his motorcycle tricks. I have to admit that a re-enactment of the Muhammed Al Flea v. George Fleaman fight was pretty good too. How did I ever miss going to a flea circus before?
I caught the end of the show, which was apparently well received. Afterwards, the documentary film crew followed us as we went out to celebrate two of the comics who left this morning. It was pretty out of control and I left early. You can only handle so much mugging for the camera from those
guys without thinking that you'd rather be at home reading a book.
Tonight I go up for the first time!! I'm a little nervous because I really want to do well and the other comics are merciless if you bomb. I just want to stay under their radar and get out of here alive. I guess when you sit around all day (like they do), there's nothing else to do but critique everyone else's set. Sort of a microcosm of Los Angeles -- which is what I always wanted -- I didn't think I was being criticized enough at home.
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